Wu Jian woke up with breathing problems. He tried to take in a breath, but it felt like a weight was compressing his chest, preventing his lungs from taking in much needed oxygen. Several moments of this passed before he finally opened his eyes and looked down.
There was a lump under his covers.
He could already tell from the general outline and the fact that it was breathing that there was a person underneath the covers. The question was who?
Wu Jian could tell from the breasts pressing against his stomach that this person was a woman. He immediately ruled out Hou Jingshu. She liked to sleep on one side, using his shoulder as a pillow as she rested within the crook of his arms. It also wasn’t in her nature to sneak into bed while he was sleeping. Come to think of it, why had he not woken up when someone slipped into his bed? He wasn’t so heavy a sleeper that he wouldn’t have been alerted to someone sneaking around inside his room.